000 Disclaimer, I own diddly squat! 000 Whoa! Huge, huge thanks to everyone who reviewed the last chapter! The Libran Iniquity, GoddessAnjanee, firebirdgirl, Buggles586, Rinne, Phaser Lady, Volley, and Tata (I don't know how I thought of it either! lol :p)

Ok, just like last time, the clones are referred to as Tucker and Reed and the originals are Trip and Malcolm :) 000

"Sir! You can't do this!" Lily exploded. "It's wrong! It's murder!" Her head whipped round to look at Reed. "I don't care what you say it's still murder! Captain, we can get them to Phlox, Phlox can help them and if he can't at least we'll have tried! Captain, please! You can't do this!"

Reed's hand twitched in anger, Trip didn't even have chance to reply before Reed yelled "For God's sake! What the hell is wrong with you? Christ! Do they sell those Rose Tinted Glasses you've got pressed against your face?"

"That's bang out of order!" Malcolm snapped.

"You're just afraid to hope!" Lily shot back taking a step forward. "You're afraid to take a chance at life!"

"Damn right I'm afraid!" Reed hissed. "You don't know what its like to have friends, family, and a life, then to have it all taken away from you, to be told it was nothing but a LIE!"

"Malcolm, stop it," said Tucker quietly. "This isn't helping."

"I knew it!" Lily exclaimed.

"Ensign Chambers stand down!" Malcolm barked whipping round to face her, Lily stepped back in surprise pressing her back against the wall.

"With the greatest amount of…respect, can you all stop it," Walters murmured tiredly. "Or at least drop the volume a notch."

Trip bent down to examine Walters wound again, glad to have a moment to turn away and think. The wound seemed to be bleeding again. "How you doing, Joe?" He kept his voice low.

Walters blinked and shrugged slightly. "Except a gaping wound in my leg and a mild headache, I'm just peachy."

Malcolm stared at his clone, Lily had retreated looking ashamed and was now hovering uncertainly.

"I'm sorry," she whispered. "But I can't help it; it goes against everything I believe in…"

"But you've never had that belief tested," Tucker sighed. He turned his head to stare at Reed. Reed stared back, his expression that of cold determination. "You've really lost all hope, haven't you?"

Reed smiled slightly. "Trip, we were never meant to exist, we're just a medical experiment and a psychological study into humanity. At least, by doing this we give ourselves a choice over how to end our lives. Control, Trip, it's all about control."

Tucker nodded and closed his eyes. "We can control this."

Trip stood up. "It's all up to you." He wasn't sure he believed it. He wasn't entirely sure he would be able to pull the trigger when the time came. But now wasn't the time for being emotional, or being a Captain. Now was the time for the choice of someone else, and he had to respect that choice.

Isobel threw up her hands. "Will you make a decision! Kill them or don't kill them! Either way you won't get out of here! No one gets out!" She moved to within inches of Lily's face and grinned. "Not unless they're dead anyway."

"I would expect you to say that," said Lily standing her ground. "I don't think you even know the way out."

Isobel scowled and crossed her arms. "Of course I don't, only They know the way out."

"Who's They?" Malcolm asked immediately ripping his attention away from his clone.

Isobel giggled loudly for a moment before skipping over to the corner and leaning against the wall. "They are our leaders, Iona used to call them the Council, They make me do this. Do you think I want to do this? Do you think I want to live their lie!" Her voice rose and became gradually more hysterical. "I don't want to do this but I have to! I have no choice! You have no choice! I exist to watch and the clones exist to teach, nothing more nothing less. Life doesn't matter! Death doesn't matter! They can always make more! I thought They were dead, but They can't be! They can never die; there will always be the Leading Liars! Those who control the lives of medical monstrosities and the Blissfully Ignorant! Only They know and They won't tell!"

She suddenly ran full pelt at Malcolm and shoved him back into the wall forcing the air from his lungs. He gasped but she held on while Trip and Lily tried to drag her off. "It's all just another experiment for them, that's why you're here! They want to see if you will let the clones live or die! Can't you see! Can't you see!"

She released him in a rush and fell backwards dragging Trip and Lily down with her, Malcolm coughed air back into his lungs. The clones watched with detached interest. From his position on the floor, Walters sighed once and let his eyes slide shut.

Lily scrambled to her feet and hauled Trip up; Isobel lay on the floor staring at them. "So, what are you brave, flawless officers going to do then?" she sneered.

"The right thing of course," Tucker whispered smiling a little.

"I'm ready," said Reed simply.

Tucker turned his head to face Reed again. "Malcolm, it's been a surreal pleasure of horrific proportions."

Lily clutched hold of Trip's sleeve. "Captain…please don't…"

Malcolm laid a hand on her shoulder. "It's their choice." He looked up at Trip and let his hand drop. "I'll do it."

"I'm Captain here, this is my responsibility," said Trip firmly.

"Trip, you don't have to –"

"I'll do it!" Isobel snapped suddenly, leaping up and neatly taking Trip's phase pistol. "I'm surprised you people get anything done at all!" Spinning on her heel she turned and fired two shots.

The Away Team froze; Isobel nodded in satisfaction and went to check the clone's pulses. "Dead." She handed back the phase pistol and smiled. "See, now that wasn't so hard was it?"

"I can't believe you just did that," Lily uttered softly.

Isobel rolled her eyes. "I don't care; it's just another scenario anyway."

Trip and Malcolm slowly moved forward and stared at the dead clones. It was weird, seeing their own mortality staring them right in the face. The cold dead eyes staring into nothing and the lips twisted into one last relieved smile.

"What do mean, it's just another scenario?" Lily asked finally, breaking their silent examination of the dead.

"Life is just one giant scenario," Isobel snorted. "Reality is what we make of it, nothing more, nothing less. For all you know you could be just like them, tied into a Scenario Maker right now being watched over by an Angel and teaching the Leading Liars."

"I would know," said Malcolm turning round. "I would know." He tapped his head lightly. "In here."

In a terrifying moment of lucidity, Isobel laughed coldly. "You know, that's exactly what they thought, right before they woke up here."

The wall ahead slid open to reveal the planet outside. Isobel nibbled her lip thoughtfully. "Looks like They have finished with you."

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